Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Chapter 522 The Bishop’s Vampire Bat 09

It's true that I'm a little dissatisfied.

Because there is no problem if they are cleaned separately.

But if two people wash together, Yan Feng seriously suspects that this matter will soon turn into a situation that requires a bath again.

It's probably more than just suspicion.

It’s obviously the truth, okay! ?

Thinking about what he had just felt in the pocket of Wenjiu's pants, Yan Feng looked at Wenjiu with a look full of caution.

But he could only show some caution.

After all, he was never the one in the dominant position when the two of them got along.

So since Wenjiu had already made the decision to take a bath together, there would be no change.

The final result was the same as Yan Feng thought.

The little bat was caught and exercised vigorously for another day.

Wen Jiu didn't let him go until he was completely unconscious.

He locked him in the room with a chain covered with crosses, then dressed and left alone, not knowing what to deal with.

Yan Feng was a little curious at first.

But after all, the body is overdrafted.

So when he felt the scent of warm wine leaving him, he finally forced himself to return to his thoughts. But after squinting for a while, his mind was still in a mess. For the sake of his own safety, he simply closed his eyes and allowed himself to lose consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I didn't know how much time had passed.

Wenjiu also returned to the room.

Sitting on the sofa not far from him, drinking a cup of coffee and looking down at the heavy book in his hand.

The bitter taste of coffee quickly spread through the air.

Yan Feng hated that smell.

So he couldn't help but frown, and the next second, Wen Jiu's eyes moved in his direction.

"woke up?"

The voice of Wenjiu is deep and pleasant.

Yan Feng nodded stupidly, his eyes fell on the coffee cup in front of him, and he curled his lips. Xiaoniao expressed his feelings frankly and said: "I don't like the taste."

Wenjiu responded with a chuckle.

Then he stood up with the coffee cup and went directly to the bathroom. Then there was the sound of liquid being poured, and after a while of washing, the cup brought back with warm wine was empty, with nothing left.

The cold-blooded bishop rarely obeyed his idea.

Yan Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Then the next second, he understood why Wenjiu did this.

He took out the dagger from his waist again, and Wenjiu cut his palm open again. All the dripping blood flowed into the cup. When he felt that the amount was almost enough, he returned his palm to Yan Feng.

No words were spoken.

But Yan Feng understood what he meant.

Licking each other's wounds well until those wounds are completely healed.

There was no trace of blood on the palm of Wenjiu's hand, so he placed the cup that had just been filled with blood in front of Yan Feng.

The good baby picked up the cup and drank the blood inside little by little.

After drinking all that he could, Yan Feng even rinsed it with water in order not to waste it, rinsed it and continued to drink it clean. The blood that made the warm wine flow out was not wasted at all.

Seeing his behavior, Wen Jiu seemed to be admiring some pleasant work, with the smile on his face always hanging on without weakening at all.

Yan Feng also touched his belly after eating and drinking.

Then he made a serious suggestion to him.

He said: "Next time, let me drink it directly into your hand? It is too wasteful to flow it into the cup, and it is not as hot as it is when it flows out directly, and the taste is not as good."

Wenjiu smiled even wider.

This little bat is quite picky.

His fingers gently pinched Yan Feng's cheek.

Wenjiu stared into his eyes.

After a while, he asked: "What's your name?"

Yan Feng:......

Damn it.

He just reacted.

The two of them have done everything they should and should not do.

Surprisingly, I have never experienced any exchange of names.

The order is a bit reversed.

But it’s not a problem at all!

Looking into Wen Jiu's eyes, Yan Feng answered quickly. He said: "My name is Yan Feng! Good day, the same Yan, we meet again."

Wenjiu nodded.

Then he said in a determined tone: "You should already know my name, right?"

Yan Feng nodded.

Wenjiu smiled: "After all, I am a natural enemy. None of you vampires don't know my name."

This really can't be said to be narcissistic on his part.

Wenjiu told the truth.

Because for those vampires, warm wine is the existence they hate the most, and it is also a nightmare that they cannot escape from.

The number of vampires who died in Wenjiu's hands was still in the hundreds, if not thousands.

In the past few years, Wenjiu became famous due to the war between the Holy See and vampires.

Later, in the mouths of those vampires, Wenjiu turned into a monster even more terrifying than them.

No one dares to mess with Wenjiu.

Even around the city where he was, few vampires dared to continue living.

Yan Feng had already learned about these things through the information given to him by the red panda.

So I lay on the bed and watched the warm wine.

Yan Feng blinked.

For a moment, he didn't know what direction the topic was going to take.

But there was no need for him to think about these things.

After just a slight pause, Wenjiu continued: "Tell me about yourself? The central area has been very safe recently, and no vampire has ever dared to come out. But you are different. You attacked under the nose of the Grand Church. Human, who gave you this kind of confidence? Or why you can do such a mindless thing, I'm a little curious."

Yan Feng was asked a bunch of questions and was speechless.

It was actually difficult for him to answer this.

Because he is not the one who does those mindless things.

He is the original owner of this body.

He simply accepted those actions.

There is certainly no way to respond like this.

So after a moment of silence, Yan Feng finally took two deep breaths and said: "I am different from the kind of human beings who become vampires after being sucked by blood. I am the child born after a vampire and a vampire fell in love."

Wenjiu nodded.

From what he knew about vampires, he could already tell.

Yan Feng said: "And my physique is a bit special. I will not suck blood before I am twenty years old. Like ordinary humans, I also eat human food."

"The change was so sudden that day."

"Just developed a crazy thirst for blood."

"Because my parents left a little early, no one taught me things like territorial division. Following my instinct, I attacked the woman, but it didn't succeed."

Warming the wine is clear.

His fingers gently tapped the armrest of the seat.

He smiled and said: "So it seems that I am really your first priority?"